Area: Provo MTC
Companion: Sister Kinder
Bonjour Mes Amis!
The MTC is treating me very well. Classes are how we spend most of our days, but I've got to start somewhere! Some people say that you either are an MTC person or you aren't. I think that I definitely am. I mean, I would leave in a heartbeat to go to France, but the longer I am here the more I realize I need all the help I can get with my French. Apparently four years isn't enough.
Me and my companion both took French. Her name is Sister Kinder and she actually took it for seven years. But we communicate really well. And we were actually given an ami de l'eglise (an investigator) our third day here. To teach in French. So we were terrified. And he looked at us like we were stupid the whole time. But we tried and he decided to give us a second chance. And we did great that time and we could all feel the Spirit so that was way good.
We left the room and both screamed from excitement. My grammar was still awful but at least I was using the right verbs, conjugated or not... I think... I guess I don't actually know. Haha but everyone here says to focus on the message and the language will come. So that is what I am going to do.
Other than that, it is just a whole lot of class. Me and my zone have our gym time for an hour at night and I make my companion go with me to a work out class every morning... So I guess I am still a gym goer. Haha some things never change. But I just feel the need to do that because they feed us a whole lot. I thought I would gain weight from bread and cheese in France but I might be fat before I even get there.
Hand of the Lord Moment: I have a lot of trouble speaking up, and the first day I got here they took a bunch of us missionaries into a room and had an investigator there for us all to teach. And I really wanted to say something but couldn't get the guts and so my companion asked for a microphone. I thought she would say something herself but she just handed it to me and made me do it! I needed that! It helped me get out of my comfort zone which I am finding is definitely necessary to be a good missionary. I am getting there!
I love my district though. We all have a good time and they have become my family away from my family/. We know how to have a good time but we know how to get stuff done and be good. I like wearing my name tag. Good reminder all the time of why I am here. I have to go, but I will write next week.
Oh, and this one kid from my zone is from Aruba and speaks five languages. And is now learning a another. And I thought one was hard.
Just want to say I know this is true and don't regret for a second coming here. Cant wait to get to France and teach for real.
Soeur Trotter
PS: My departure date is January 4. Cant wait.
Sister Kinder (My companion) and I.
My District.
Sister Kinder and I at the Provo Temple.
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